Replacement Boss In The Inn

81. Alienated

Oqtissa didn't feel choked, but had hiccups and looked laughable. Which increasingly sounded when looking at the towering figure in front of him. The man threw a glass of cola at him and Ossa hurriedly grabbed him.

Very surprised and very relieved by the arrival. The delicious spicy taste of chicken sauce, has made lena and forgets the supervision at the arrival exit.

"Ossa, do I look like a ghost??" asked the towering man who was now laying hands on the table with a slight bow.

"No," replied Ossa nervously and then sipped quickly at the cola. Feeling very relieved by the hiccups that have disappeared instantly.

"You're mad at me,,?" asked the handsome man who came to surprise him.

"No, but I was waiting for you to be so hungry. You're sometimes very mean to me" Ossa said. Lay a jumbo glass filled with cola on the table.

The man who was none other than Zoan had sat himself in the front seat of Ossa with the same table. Observing Ossa from a distance also looks very greedy when eating.

"Sorry, Ossa. My slow was unintentional. Ayunda forgot to deliver Arzaki's message to me." Zoan explained and then scooped his own face with a palm.

"Your phone is inactive, why not tell or tell me if it's slow?" tanya Ossa still intends to protest.

Zoan looked at him.

"So I had a meeting with a colleague until it was over. I forgot not to bring my phone with me because it's dead and charging. After dzuhur, Ayunda just told me and told me about you. He completely forgot Arzaki's message to me."

Zoan explained as he grabbed Oqtissa's cola glass. Drink it casually. The man looked very breathless when he came. Maybe Zoan had searched in a hurry and was very anxious at the airport.

"Boss Zoan want me to get you a drink or something to eat?" ask Oqtissa seriously.

"No, Ossa. I just wanted to taste a little of your drink. Do you mind?" asked Zoan to refuse. Ossa did not answer, but smiled slightly.

"How do I know if I'm here?" asked Ossa still with the rest of the smile. The hunk and the gala had evaporated and were airborne for a moment in space.

"I am standing at the door of arrival. Kupandangi. You are very easily visible. You look flashy" Zoan said with a slight smile. Lay the glass and return it to its original position near Ossa.

"Thank you, boss Zoan has come to pick me up" Ossa said, turning away.

The last chicken rice mouthful had finished a few seconds passed. Now reach the cola glass that is again placed Zoan in front of him. The man drank it a little.

"Thank you for waiting for me to come, Os. I'm glad you came to Semarang. This is a real surprise. I didn't expect you to come here at last" Zoan greeted Oqtissa.

"I have a debt, boss Zoan is also very good. Mr. Arzaki sent me here, ", Oqtissa explained.

Zoan took a deep breath and exhaled him. Then lean back on the chair. Zoan did not respond. It seems lazy to discuss anything at this time.

"Is it full? I'll pay for it" Zoan said as he stood up.

"I paid,,!" ossa also stood up. Zoan's going to the cashier.

Zoan returns to the table, picks up Ossa's suitcase and picks it up.

"If you have, let's go" said Zoan. The man simply tore through Oqtissa's suitcase with ease. Ossa immediately followed with a disinclined feeling.

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Zoan drove Oqtissa in his own car. Feel more comfortable without a driver if the trip is not far away.

"Sir Arzaki asked me to work with you. Is there a vacancy at your inn, boss Zoan?" tanya Oqtissa breaks down in the car.

Zoan did not respond. Even keep looking straight at the streets. Like something was thinking.

Ossa was silent, reluctant if he had to ask again. The question becomes a burden for Zoan.

They did not go to Azril's inn. But entered a large hotel in the center of Semarang city. Although astonished, but Ossa refrained from making a sound temporarily. Follow him wherever Zoan takes him.

Zoan took Ossa's suitcase to the lobby. The man went to the reception desk and asked Ossa to sit on the lobby sofa waiting for him. Ossa just nodded.

"Let's take you to your room" said Zoan. Back to carry Ossa's suitcase very easily.

A room door with the number sixty-six was stuck on the door, stopping Zoan's footsteps in front of him. Ossa stopped his footsteps.

"You stay here for a while. There's a hotel book inside. If you need anything, look for all hotel services in the book. If there is none, call me. If you get bored, go out. If you're bored, call me."

"I'm here? What am I working here? Why not just go to your inn, boss Zoan?" tanya Ossa bertila's. No longer hold back on keeping a variety of questions.

"Not long have you been here, Ossa. I'm here tomorrow night to pick you up. I'll tell you again. Go inside, rest. I'm going home to my inn. If there's anything try to call me, don't ever hesitate on me" Zoan said firmly.

Striking the room key card he just used on Oqtissa. Zoan lifted the suitcase and placed it in a room near the door without getting into it.

"Come in. Calm yourself relaxed and comfortable. Use all the facilities in the book you like. I'll pay the bill" Zoan said.

The man looked at Ossa with a faint smile. Suddenly stalling and rubbing Ossa's hair and head twice.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said Zoan in a word.

The man turned and passed. Leaving behind the dumbstruck Ossa while greeting his greetings with no less clean. The taste in the chest was still pounding with a gentle swipe of Zoan's hand that suddenly hit him.

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Although not sure if Zoan is right to come, but Ossa has prepared himself with an up to date appearance. Looks very neat and beautiful.

Zoan did come and was not a promise. The man took Ossa out of the hotel and into a restaurant. There had been a few comrades who had been sitting waiting for him there.

It was a business meeting as usual. Just no longer in a strange place with strange conditions and perks. In public and open together. Only very unfortunate, a kind of wine still completes the dining menu at the table.

That brief meeting over dinner has spawned a new deal being made together. Zoan colleagues also took a few glasses of wine from the bottle and drank it very easily. But not with Zoan.

The inn's boss drank only the original juice of his own ordered wine and likened it to Oqtissa. Zoan and Ossa are racing to spend a glass of very refreshing grape juice.

Their glass looked empty. Zoan then resigned to bring Oqtissa left the colleagues who still continue their drinking on the spot. Zoan no longer drinks.

The night is almost late. Approaching eleven o'clock exactly. Zoan drove the car pretty fast. The highway is empty. Likewise in the car, there is no music played by the owner.

"Where do you want to go?" ask Zoan to Oqtissa. The person asked seemed to think for a moment.

"It's been very night," Oqtissa said, shaking her head.

"The city is open twenty-four hours, Ossa. If only there is something you want to buy or you want to visit," Zoan explained.

Ossa again shook his head, feeling disinclined at Zoan. But, if Zoan invites me to go where there is no need to ask him first, of course Ossa does not mind. Even feel very like.

Wanting to stay by Zoan's side, wherever he went, Ossa was able to follow. In addition to feeling like and comfortable, but Ossa also felt lonely without friends. I really don't like just staying in a hotel room. The innocent girl had no interest in taking any hotel services.

But the man only took her for a moment. Wonder why he was exiled in another hotel by Zoan. Why not get a real job. Ossa felt that this was strange.

"Boss Zoan, if there's an ATM machine on the street we're on, please stop by for a bit. I want to withdraw cash" Ossa pinta told Zoan.

Zoan did not immediately agree.

"How much do you need?" asked Zoan by looking later. But Ossa was silent and lowered. It's easy to understand if Ossa doesn't want to answer. Zoan understood the feeling of that innocent girl.

After several hundred meters, Zoan pulled the car over on the left. It looks like a national bank with a financial traction machine in front of it. The bank yard is narrow, Zoan can't put a car in the courtyard. The man went down to drive Ossa in front of the engine room door.

Ossa, who was operating a banking service on the screen of the Mandiri Tunnel Machine (ATM), appeared wide-eyed with a very shocked facial expression.

How not astonished, the balance in the account that he was sure of was nothing more than millions, had now turned into hundreds of millions in number. Ossa even felt like he was shaking his head.

Then who is the person who misdelivered that much money in his account number. Whether it's Zoan, or Mr. Arzaki. Both men knew his bank account number. They are both superiors who have routinely paid for it.

However, it could be the man's former boss and husband who did send. Ossa recalls clearly when Arzaki said that he had given money to his bank account number. But that much? What's for..

If true, it would be wrong if Ossa felt it was his right. What is that money for..

The mountain cross of his debt on Zoan flashed. Is this a good time to pay off the debt to the man? Until Ossa can be free to escape the sense of indebtedness. Then go away from Zoan and this obscure work..

But the money is not yet clear from whom to own. Ossa will contact Arzaki first, so that there is no business incriminating him in the future..

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